Transform Into the Marvel World

　　 They went to Dr. Pim's laboratory first and searched according to what they had learned.

　　 Daisy mainly looked at the equipment here, not all the latest and cutting-edge equipment, but wiped it very cleanly. Listening to several assistants, the old doctor treats all equipment like his own children.

　　 Her on-site evidence search class was so commonplace, she watched it over and over, but she didn't see any doubts. It's a pity that she didn't understand the ability of the dc shock Posisko next door, otherwise she would find something that the old doctor had used, and the shock wave would be able to find the other party with just the frequency.

　　 In fact, not only did she fail to find a clue, but the remaining three ladies also didn't get it.

　　Black Widow asked several assistants separately, and confirmed several places that the doctor usually visits.

　　 After filtering, only the hospitals, bars and parks Daisy mentioned before are left.

　　 "Your algorithm is very powerful. Intelligence analysis will save a lot of time in the future. It's amazing!" The Black Widow exclaimed.

　　 The next step is group investigation, three suspicious locations, four of them.

　　 "The central park occupies a huge area. I'll go over there. Sharon can pretend to be a nurse and go to the hospital to inquire, and you two can go to the bar."

　　 Just do what you say, without any muddle, they split up immediately.

　　 Going to the bar with the unsmiling Hill, to be honest, it was a challenge for Daisy.

　　 But we should go.

　　 If it is a movie or TV series, it must be rushed in, beaten up, and finally pressed for intelligence, collected the team and left.

　　 It’s not possible to do this in reality. It’s a bit related to being able to open a bar in a bustling area. It’s either the police or the gang. They walk away swaggeringly after they fight. It is impossible to think about it.

　　 Hill is obsessed with completing tasks perfectly, and Daisy doesn't want to make a big gunfight.

　　 They have to dress up, at least it looks like that.

　　 Daisy carried a satchel on her back, but Hill brought some things, but she didn't have clothes to go to the bar.

　　 The black widow asked them to go to the bar and also allowed them time to prepare clothes.

　　 When they knew Hill had an unlimited black card, they went straight to the mall.

　　 In order not to be noticeable, Daisy bought a suspender shirt with reference to the dress of a local female student, and also took a pair of shorts with frayed edges and high heels.

　　 Hill may think that both of them are wearing shorts too different, choosing an off-shoulder blouse, a short skirt, and high heels.

　　 I bought a few pieces of leftover jewellery and didn't spend much dollars in total.

　　 The bar is only open at night, and they are not idle. They booked a room near the bar. Daisy used the local network to find the old doctor's personal consumption records. Hill pretended to be fbi to go to the police station to look for the police information these days.

　　 The two met in the room at night. Only then did Daisy discover a problem. She should change her clothes first.

　　 Now that both of them need to change their clothes, a frank meeting is essential.

　　 Hill didn't pay attention to her reaction and started to undress quickly.

　　 Daisy thinks it’s too strange to go to the bathroom to change clothes, she can only take off her top.

　　 Women’s wars are always everywhere, even if it is two women who don’t look unexpectedly, they are also changing their clothes and looking at each other’s body.

　　Her belly is very fit...

　　 This guy has a broad mind, I don’t usually see it...

"You actually have such a large-caliber pistol?" Daisy, who had just taken off her pants, heard Hill's words. She felt numb all over her body and almost exploded her scalp. It took two seconds to realize that the other party was talking about the rhino revolver. pistol.

　　 realized it was a false alarm, she wiped her sweat secretly.

　　 Hill didn't know the misunderstanding he caused her, and continued to ask.

　　 "Can you use this kind of gun? Even if it is modified, it is not suitable for women, and it will hurt the wrist." Hill believed that she was two years older than her and had more experience. At this time, she looked like a senior instructing her younger generation.

　　 "...I am born with strong wrists, don't worry, this is my talent!" Regardless of whether Hill believes it or not, he used a terrible excuse to fool the past with the pistol.

　　 Shorts and high heels can’t be stuffed with a pistol. Daisy puts the gun and bullets in her handbag, and Hill does the same.

　　 Tying a gun on the thigh is a very clever trick. It can attract the attention of male enemies with the white thighs. After that, the person who designs the holster must know men well, but they don’t need a holster tonight.

　　 They walked out of the room, feeling strange to each other.

　　 "Let's get closer." Daisy found the problem, and the two were not far apart, so she didn't know each other, not like it. Speaking of acquaintance, it seems very strange.

　　 And two women go to a place like a bar together, there seems to be an unusual smell.

　　 "What should two women go to a bar?" Daisy was a little dazed, holding hands was too naive, she was not a little girl, but she looked too intimate while holding hands.

　　 She took out her tablet and searched it again, but this time the big data didn't help.

　　 Hill recalled the training he had received, and never mentioned in the course what posture the two women should walk in.

　　 "Take it, I think those people in front are like this." Hill thought for a while and said.

　　 Daisy was speechless for a while, it was a man and a woman! She asked another weird question: "Then...Is you holding me~www.ltnovel.com~ or me holding you?"

　　 Hill turned his head to look at the dressing of the two: "You are taller and your behavior is more masculine. I will hold you."

　　 Daisy stretched out her arm and Hill held her. Both of them had no sleeves on their clothes, and their smooth skin touched them, and they all felt a little strange, but they were quickly suppressed, and no one mentioned it.

　　The small details were settled, and the two saw that there were no flaws, so they left the residence and walked to a bar not far away.

A magical accident appeared again. The high heels stepped on the ground and made a clattering sound. Daisy discovered that the footsteps of the two were very in sync. The amplitude, height, order of the legs and landing force were almost the same. There were only two people. He actually walked out of the guard of honor.

　　 Such a coordinated action made Daisy feel weird, and she hurriedly changed her steps.

　　 She is changing, and Hill is changing too. The result of the two adjusting at the same time is that the rhythm ran together again.

　　 "Haha...this shoe is a bit uncomfortable." Daisy tried to ease the embarrassment.

　　 Hill also blushed: "Yes, my skirt is also a bit narrow."

　　 The two worked very hard to adjust, but the beats were to work together. The more you adjust, the better the fit.

　　 Budapest’s night is not a hustle and bustle, there are not many pedestrians on the road, and the neat footsteps of the two seem unusually abrupt.

　　 "Um... I have my left foot, you have my right foot!" She tried to make suggestions.

　　 The result of the two people with one left foot and the other right foot was that no one could walk anymore. They were still holding their arms together and almost fell two horses.

　　 Just when Daisy was anxious to scratch the wall and wanted to use her ability to jump straight over, the bar finally arrived.

　　 The deafening sound overwhelmed the sound of footsteps, and the two let out a sigh of relief.